Thank you, Mom, for praying for me before you even knew I existed.
Thank you, Mom, for crying tears of joy when I entered the room in a little bundle of pink following the little bundle of blue.
Thank you, Mom, for being there through thick and thin, sick and sin,
Thank you for loving me despite the arguments we children inevitably ended up in,
Thank you for bringing me the lunches when I regularily forgot,
Thank you for bringing the kitty to school in Kindergarten when you know what happened and I had to get changed,
Thank you for helping me get redressed when the new bunny peed down my white Easter dress,
Thank you for your words of wisdom through the tough years of middle and high school,
Thank you for providing an example of service and humility,
Thank you for encouraging me the year I was out-voted, out-cheered and out-acted,
Thank you for driving me to the various service opportunities that became my life and for driving me all the way to ceramics class where I painted little figurines with senior citizens and loved every minute.
Thank you for taking art classes with me when everyone else was playing tennis and golf,
Thank you for teaching me the joys of walking by a mountain stream and finding a feather to keep and cherish,
Thank you for teaching me responsibility, budgeting and laundry temperature, and for talking by phone almost every day since I moved away 20+ years ago,
Thank you for helping me analyze life and figure out what it all meant,
Thank you for being my #1 friend,
BUT, most of all, thank you for teaching me the joy of the Lord, the joy of His creation and the joy of a youthful heart.
I pray that I can pass on even a little of what you taught me to my growing girls.
And, what I forget, I thank you for reminding me and taking the time to talk to the girls on the phone and send them cards and encourage them.
I feel so very blessed that YOU are my mom!














